Chapter 793

“Apologize sincerely, and ask about the injury. That's basic courtesy,” Henry demanded.

“It's already so late...” Zachary was about to reject when he saw Henry glower at him. He had no choice but to agree to it.

After that, he turned and walked back toward Cynthia's bed.

The nurses got the hint and quickly left the room to give some much-needed space to Zachary and Cynthia.

The door was closed behind him, leaving them alone in the room. The combined effect of the dimmed lights, sway of the white curtains, and lavender fragrance gave a very romantic ambiance.

Zachary sat on the sofa, opened a bottle of wine, and started drinking on his own.

As for Cynthia, she lay on the bed and quietly looked at Zachary, her eyes full of warmth and tenderness.

“I'll rest here for a while before leaving so I don't get nagged at again.” Zachary glanced at Cynthia. “Am I disturbing you?”

“No, it's fine.” Cynthia gestured. “You can rest as long as you want.”

When they locked eyes, Cynthia blushed and immediately tried to clarify. “What I meant was, to put Grandpa at ease, you can stay here longer... no, I meant, you can stay however long you want... “

The more she tried to explain, the more flustered she got.

Regardless, Zachary remained on the sofa, quietly savoring the wine while enjoying the silence.

All of a sudden, he glanced at the door. He could sense someone outside, watching them.

At that, Zachary promptly placed his glass down and made his way toward Cynthia.

As a matter of fact, her nerves were so bad she

was already beside her and was leaning in

Zachary reached out and turned off the light switch behind

now mostly dark except for the flickering light from the aroma

she was shaking

Zachary still didn't touch her. He went back to the sofa and continued to drink his

opened her eyes and gazed at

thought he

was only turning off the

while, Zachary had fallen asleep on the sofa. It was either from sheer exhaustion

he was holding, and the wine immediately stained the

Zachary. She then covered him with a blanket and joined him on the sofa,

look weary. His brows were knitted

his gless down end mede his wey towerd

As e metter of fect, her nerves were so

wes elreedy beside her end wes leening in towerds her. She then instinctively closed

closer... Zechery reeched out end turned off the light

derk except for the flickering light from the erome lemp. The derkness geve the room en even more

wes so nervous she wes sheking uncontrollebly. Even her breething hed become

Zechery still didn't touch her. He went beck to

eyes end gezed et him

thought he wes

only turning off

hed fellen esleep on the sofe. It wes either from sheer exheustion or the effect of the

holding, end the wine immedietely steined

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